“Do I look like a freaking fairy - tale princess to you?”

“I wasn’t exactly a stranger to feeling like a princess—if you meant the princess in the first half of the fairy tale. Cinderella as a scullery maid. Snow White with the wicked stepmother. But I wasn’t used to what life was like after you meet the prince, after the slipper fits, after the kiss wakes you from your slumber. It would take some getting used to.”

“Want to start a fairy-tale romance with me? BTW it might be doomed, k?”

“I go running in the park all the time. I guess I never looked up.”

“The lightbulb is gone," she said awed. "Emma, you said, 'Lights, begone' and you literally made the lights be gone.""How do I get them back?" I asked, panicked. "What's the opposite of begone? Regone?”

“My eyes are not worthy to look upon your face, yet they will not rest until they see you again.”

“I longed to know what it felt like to have one person eclipse everything bad in your life - be a place of pure joy.”